I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy Chapter 192 - 154: Soul Sword Slays the Enemy

Chapter 192: Chapter 154: Soul Sword Slays the Enemy

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Darker as per usual, with a silvery trace.

The Green Reed Sword, as always, did not seem particularly sharp. However, its hardness was indeed extraordinary; even when it collided with Mo Wen’s Blood Blade, it remained unscathed.

On the other hand, the Clear Spring Sword, a top-grade magical weapon obtained from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Stars Sea, showed a barely visible crack on its silvery body, even finer than strands of hair.

Han Yi’s expression was solemn.

Strong. The challenger was strong, and that blade of his was undoubtedly fearso.

A hundred ters away, Mo Wen, clad in a blood-red robe, loudly flapped around. The fearful Blood Blade dangled in front of him as he lightly caressed it. This ti, it wasn’t surprise on his face but rather confusion.

This tinge of confusion even made him frown for the first ti.

Unexpectedly, the power of the Blood Blade was cut down by a third, which was certainly abnormal.

“Your swords are unusual,” Mo Wen’s voice rang out.

This Blood Blade of his was no ordinary blade, being only a step away from being a magical treasure. Mo Wen couldn’t believe that the supre magical weapons in the hands of soone who had just ascended to the Foundation Establishnt stage could match his blade. The fact that an ordinary sword could diminish the power of his blade surpassed his expectations, and hence Mo Wen decided that Han Yi’s sword had its anomalies.

“No matter. After 1 kill you, your swords will naturally be mine, and I’ll know of their secrets,” Mo Wen nonchalantly remarked.

With a light flick, Mo Wen disappeared from his spot, reappearing only thirty ters away from Han Yi.

Han Yi, thirty ters away, advanced instead of retreating. Besides the two swords floating beside him, a set of daggers also appeared – Jiu Li Daggers.

Nine daggers stabbed into the void, their mighty power unhindered under the support of Han Yi’s divine consciousness, much like arrows piercing through the air.

At that mont,

Han Yi never hesitated, detonating the thrown daggers one by one.

One after another.

Next, the Clear Spring Sword and the Green Reed Sword transford again into Sword Light that shredded spiritual energy. One on the left and the other on the right, they flew towards Mo Wen.

Simultaneously,

A slender blood-red shadow, taking advantage of the explosive violence of the daggers, noiselessly fell to the ground and crept forward.

The third supre-grade Sword Tool, the Blood Sword obtained from Xue He.

“Hmph, just petty tricks,” Mo Wen scoffed.

While these were deadly moves against elderly cultivators, they rely amounted to a bit more trouble for Mo Wen.

He effortlessly brushed away the self-destructing daggers with his Blood Blade. Even the flying sharp fragnts were unable to pierce his enchanted robe and couldn’t make a single scratch on him.

Mo Wen, now evidently enraged and fully serious, bellowed:

“Die!”

Deflecting the wild spiritual energy with his Blood Blade, Mo Wen soared into the sky, brandishing his blade furiously. With that, the Blood Sea poured forth.

Secret Art – Blood Sea.

At the mont, this blood sea was not an illusion but a stark reality. Mo Wen activated it with his magical powers, drawing upon the killing intent concealed within the Blood Blade to form the ominous Blood Sea.

Ordinary Qi cultivators would have their divine souls violently shaken, their hearts beset by demons just by glancing at the sight of the Blood Sea. They would stand frozen in place, completely at the rcy of their opponent.

Even those at the early-stage of the Foundation Establishnt stage would have their strength reduced due to their insufficient divine soul energy.

However, Han Yi was different. Although his divine soul hadn’t engaged in combat yet, he had already condensed the first level of the Ninefold Soul Tower and integrated it with his essence soul. Han Yi’s strength of divine soul was not comparable to that of ordinary Foundation Establishnt Stage Cultivators.

He glanced at the Blood Sea, and within the Sea of Consciousness Space, a crimson shadow could be seen forming an illusion. Yet as soon as this illusion floated into existence, it was obliterated and vanished completely.

In reality, Han Yi remained uninfluenced, wielding both swords once again. The Clear Spring Sword shot up into the air, aiming for the Blood Blade, while the Green Reed Sword split the void with a single motion, the dark and silky green chi quickly approaching Mo Wen.

Mo Wen suddenly felt a jolt of surprise – a real, genuine astonishnt, infused with shock and awe.

There was sothing odd about the swords and Han Yi himself; the latter had found this secret Blood Sea by a stroke of luck. This secret technique was unique as it could affect both the material world and the divine soul.

In reality,

In Taibai County’s Dragon Slayer Observatory, Mo Wen had slain You Wu with three strokes under the effects of the Blood Sea technique.

The first two strokes quaked You Wu despite his formidable Sword Skill, shaking his whole body.

Then, Mo Wen’s blade swirled and chopped down on the helpless swordsman, destroying his physical form. By the ti You Wu’s divine soul was free of the Blood Sea’s influence and had reawakened from its daze, it was already too late. The Blood Sea engulfed the divine soul, tearing it into tragic wails as it flailed aimlessly before being obliterated and devoured.

Swiftly, the Inverse Dragon Sword launched its attack, driven back by Mo Wen’s Blood Blade. Mo Wen had also been injured by the Inverse Dragon Sword; unable to collect the broken sword fragnts, he fled from the scene. As for the rumors about how Mo Wen had slain You Wu in three strokes, they were not too far off the truth. However, without the Blood Sea secret technique, Mo Wen’s success would not have been as effortless, and he might have even faced defeat.

In that heart-stopping instant,

Han Yi’s Clear Spring Sword had already soared high to strike the Blood Blade with a resonant clang – though the sound was fragnted and splintered. Han Yi suppressed the urge to retch, his eyes flashing.

The Green Reed Sword, which had torn through the spatial rift, passed through Mo Wen’s lingering afterimage.

Mo Wen’s face tightened, and he dodged Han Yi’s Green Reed Sword once more as it returned to strike him from behind, a wry smile now on his face..